Sitting here wishing on a cement floor

Just wishing that I had just something you wore



I put it on when I go lonely

Will you take off your dress and send it to me?



I miss your kissin' and I miss your head

And a letter in your writing doesn't mean you're not dead



Just run outside in the desert heat

Make your dress all wet and send it to me



I miss your soup and I miss your bread

And a letter in your writing doesn't mean you're not dead



So spill your breakfast and drip your wine

Just wear that dress when you di yi yi yi yine



D -A -V -I -D



Sitting here wishing on a cement floor

Just wishing that I had just something you wore

So bloody your hands on the cactus tree

Wipe it on your dress and send it to me



Sitting here wishing on a cement floor

Just wishing that I had just something you wore